A Shaky Reality

So we are back again,

Back to crazy accusations

Defining me as mentally ill,

Because i did not change my daughters dipers

Did not brush her teeth before bedtime because

She was to tired

I have to get a diagnose by a psychiatrist

Because of this

Trying to keep up, stay focused

This is a hard thing

Working to get back my energy

I don’t trust people anymore

This has been to much living together

With people that define you as mad

When they have problem to keep themselves

Together

Forest

Happy to leave

The crazy city

Finding peace of mind

Under the gigantic

Fur tree

Like a protection

From an unforgiving

Sky

No AI

Driving my car in a crazy way

Through the crowded city

Raging against the machine

The monster that controls us

The collective beehive

I don’t want to leave my control

To some boring self driving car

Love taking risk, being innovative

Creative

Why should I leave that nice

Illusion of being in control

For a moralising boring

Beast?

To Live Or Die

Somehow lost

Somehow gone

And

Somehow still here

A day in the middle of life

Trying to become sane

Not losing my head

Cannot solve the riddle

Being between

What I need and

What I ought to do

Life is lost only the long road

Of dying remains if I stay

Life is gained but only

Loneliness remains

Have nothing to say

This is life in a dysfunctional family

An Ugly Prolog

There are many ugly places

In the world and this is one of them

It is a state of mind

Lost communication

Threats, frustration and destructive people

There are so many people

That want to control you

Cairo is an ugly city

Filled with dust and

Century of repression

My freedom and my inability

To achieve any success

In life coincide with

Sufi Mystic at the Moulid

Destiny and flowers